I am no longer worthy of this resentful senior sister!

Chapter 30 The pressure of the divine transformation stage



"My face! My face!! Master, my face!"

Looking at the unrecognizable face, Shen Mengjie collapsed. She had always loved this face very much. She had to wash her face with morning dew every day. From time to time, she would also pound the elixir into mud and apply it on her face.

It can be said that she spent a lot of energy and financial resources on this face, and now it looks like this, which she simply cannot accept.

hum~

A huge coercion spread out instantly with Bai Jianhong as the center, and all the low-level disciples, except Shen Mengjie, were involuntarily forced to their knees.

The stone bricks on the ground were cracked with cracks.

At the same time, Ye Linglong on the stage was the first to bear the brunt.

Snapped! A sound.

She knelt on one knee, pressing Han Po in her hand against the ground, and large beads of sweat fell to the ground along her cheeks.

At this time, she felt like there was a heavy burden on her body.

Almost everyone around him was kneeling on his knees, and some were even lying on the ground. In the huge martial arts arena, Ye Linglong was the only one who straightened her back.

"Ok?"

Bai Jianhong frowned slightly when he saw that Ye Linglong had withstood the pressure of his divine transformation stage, just when he was about to increase the pressure.

Ming Ye, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall next to him, suddenly waved his hand.

Everyone felt a lightness on their bodies, and the pressure on their hearts immediately dissipated.

Ye Linglong's body tilted and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, at the critical moment, she used the cold spirit in her hands to support the ground.

Bai Jianhong looked at Ming Ye next to him strangely, as if asking why he intervened.

Ming Ye looked at Ye Linglong on the stage, and her voice was cold: "Bai Jianhong, you have crossed the line. This is a sect competition, not a child's play, you are not allowed to mess around!"

Although Bai Jianhong is the number one member of the Glazed Sword Sect, Ming Ye, as an elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, has a level of cultivation in the God Transformation stage and is no less competitive than Bai Jianhong.

What's more, the Law Enforcement Hall has a transcendent status and is not subject to Bai Jianhong's control. It has always been under the jurisdiction of Ye Linglong's master, Ye Tianming.

Although Ye Tianming has been in seclusion for many years and Bai Jianhong temporarily takes over as the sect leader, Ming Ye never listens to Bai Jianhong's words.

The veins on his hands popped out, and Bai Jianhong clenched his hands.

After a long time, he slowly let go of his hand without saying a word.

"Sect Master, it's time to announce the results." Ye Linglong's voice sounded slowly.

She looked directly at Bai Jianhong without any dodge.

The two sides looked at each other, and facing Ye Linglong's appearance, Bai Jianhong vaguely felt like he saw Ye Tianming.

It took him a long time before he spoke: "Jindan sect competition, Ye Linglong versus Shen Mengjie, Ye Linglong wins!"

Due to the consequences caused by Bai Jianhong just now, the next few most important games have been moved to tomorrow.

This was brought up by Ming Ye, mainly because Ye Linglong had spent a lot of energy when resisting the pressure of Bai Jianhong's god transformation stage just now.

If you prepare for a second game at this time, you will definitely suffer a loss.

After everyone dispersed, Ye Chengming was still looking at Shen Mengjie, but his eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of Ye Linglong.

Senior sister! It seems to have changed.

Ye Chengming's eyes were clear to Shen Mengjie.

Shen Mengjie's heart sank when she saw that the person who used to only have eyes for her now started to look at others.

The excitement caused by the disfigurement just now slowly calmed down.

He stretched out his hand and slowly touched his face.

Ye Linglong~ I will settle this account with you sooner or later.

After the results were announced, Ye Linglong felt relieved, staggered and almost sat on the ground.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Hong Ye stepped onto the stage and reached out to support Ye Linglong.

With a worried look on his face: "Sister, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I just ran out of energy and was a little exhausted. I'll just go back and meditate to recover."

Ye Linglong waved her hand.

In the past, she had always stayed away from the heroine, but she absolutely couldn't let it go in this sect competition.

The first place winner in this competition can enter the treasure house to choose a magic weapon. She is bound to get that piece of fairy clothing.

This fairy dress has saved the heroine so many times in the original work, so it must not be left to her.

"Why are you okay?" Ye Linglong, who was much better after taking a moment, asked in surprise when she saw Hong Ye was so lively.

Hongye shrugged his shoulders, looking confused: "I don't know, I don't feel anything."

Ye Linglong was silent: "Then why did you kneel down just now?" Although all her energy was focused on fighting against the pressure of the God Transformation stage, she still took the time to glance in the direction of Hongye.

She wasn't standing still at all at that time.

"At that time, I saw that everyone else was lying down, and some were kneeling down. I was one of the smarter ones and squatted down directly. My dad said, you can't be too high-profile!!"

Facing Hong Ye's look of begging for praise, Ye Linglong fell into silence.

She is such a clever little girl.

After being helped off the competition stage by Hongye, some junior brothers and sisters with lower realms were stunned to the ground.

There are almost no people who can barely stand up.

Shen Mengjie had already been taken away by Bai Jianhong and returned to his mountain for treatment.

When passing by Ye Chengming who was weakly kneeling on the ground, Hongye seemed to be seeing beauty and helped Ye Linglong leave.

But Ye Linglong suddenly felt that the hem of her clothes was being pulled by someone.

Looking down, Ye Chengming was reaching out to tug at the corner of her clothes.

"Senior sister, looking at the junior brothers and sisters all over the floor, don't you have anything to explain?"

Ye Linglong: "What do you mean?"

No matter how smart she is, she still doesn't understand what Ye Chengming means.

Ye Chengming's next words directly shook her few views to pieces, making her unable to put them together.

"Senior Sister! You haven't woken up yet. You were not like this before. Why did you deliberately tease Junior Sister Mengjie? If it weren't for you, why would Master release his pressure and make so many Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters like this? "

Ye Linglong was shocked and didn't understand yet.

Ye Chengming's brain is different from that of ordinary people. Is this how normal people think?

"Yes! Senior sister, it's all your fault. If you hadn't slapped someone in the face, why would the sect leader be angry with us if you hadn't slapped Senior Sister Mengjie's face like this!"

"it was all your fault!"

??

There were voices of accusation all around, and Ye Linglong could clearly see that the first person to accuse was Fang Ming, who had originally reported that he had soul grass.

The other party was hiding behind the crowd to stir up trouble. Originally, these people were hurt by Bai Jianhong's pressure for no reason and felt unhappy. At this time, Ye Linglong became their punching bag.

After all, they couldn't possibly cause trouble for a monk in the transformation stage.

"You are all talking nonsense, how can you blame senior sister!!" Hongye retorted loudly with red eyes.

But the other party didn't listen to her at all, and everyone vented their resentment on Ye Linglong.

There was a hint of disdain at the corner of her mouth. Faced with this level of abuse, Ye Linglong didn't feel the slightest in her heart, and even felt that they were weak.


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